Houtu did not want to see Chen Yu plundering Mount Buzhou again. She simply grabbed him by the back of his collar and carried him back to Pangu Hall.
"I'm going to climb Mount Buzhou. Your cultivation is still low, so it isn't safe for you to travel alone. Don't go out for now. Stay in Pangu Hall and cultivate, or return to your own world."
After saying that, Houtu turned and left.
"Wait."
Chen Yu hurriedly called out to Houtu. He had been wondering why he had not seen the other Ancestral Witches. So they had gone to climb Mount Buzhou.
Did that mean Houtu had stayed behind these past few years to protect him instead of climbing Mount Buzhou? Once he understood that, Chen Yu was deeply moved.
"Is there something else?" Houtu stopped and turned to look at Chen Yu.
Chen Yu took a deep breath, calmed himself, and smiled. "Your Highness, Mount Buzhou was formed from Great God Pangu's spine. After you reach the summit, you can burn incense and pay your respects to Great God Pangu. Tell him of your tragic future and see whether you can awaken his will."
Houtu raised an eyebrow, her gaze gradually turning dangerous. Her hand clenched into a fist as she walked toward Chen Yu step by step. "You want me to do what you said in the group before—play up our misery before Father God and refuse to give up until we get treasures. Is that it?"
"No, I want you to try and see whether you can awaken Great God Pangu's will. If you can, ask whether he has a way to solve the problem of you Ancestral Witches lacking primordial spirits." Chen Yu spoke at lightning speed. He did not want another beating.
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